there's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress

holler!

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so spring break has officially sprung.

it was pretty non-descript, nothing to do with cancun or tijuana but it was pleasant, clean fun. and a good part of it was spent with a certain miss sah-rahana and joyful (hehe) stanley.


to continue on with the previous post of yesterweek
everyone say hello to my three brave buddies...

miss sarah hana umar, mr stanley ma and mr mike boon.
(and a very cowardly eva m. wu)
yes, i am ashamed.
they deserve a bloody medal and knightship
for taking the:

(read: the mad roller coaster at new york new york. for details on the chilling adventure first-hand.. refer to the gutsiest girl, evar!

while sah and i were getting lost in copeland, and applauding cartel.

this happened.
we're singing coffee.. they're celerating st pat's day.

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also, excursions, misadventures, journeys.. whatchamallit.
to makino, sweet tomatoes, and the relentless search for wings2go in my pjs.



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but other than that, my days have been filled with plentiful amounts of home-cooked food

(from top left: taogay, nutella muffins, beef stew,
mapo tofu, prata, bacon, eggs & toast,
pig's trotters with vinegar, wantan soup, too many bottles)
largely prepared by:


spring break also saw us being boring and watching movies
including harry potter which i missed last year.. still showing at the palms in imax


with movies come particularly behemoth buckets of buttered popcorn.

which we finished.
i am ashamed.

i really ought to check back in here more frequently instead of the sudden bombardment of crazy long posts. till' next time... eat more ice-cream kids.


When you look at me
there can be no hesitation
there cannot be a close second to you
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passer: awh, thanks! but its actually just a top